Ode to a Poet

There’s someone that I always follow

I think they bear a lot of pain

But never do I see them wallow

Each day, they’re hard at work again


Pursuing their eternal passion

Knowingly, they took a vow

To disregard the worldly fashion

To no one would they have to bow


Singular, I think their vision

Selfless do I think their heart

Noble do I think their mission

Affecting do I think their Art


I fancy that their poet’s soul

Society rejects

And that must surely take a toll

That nobody respects


And now, I think I’ve lost my rhyming

And better take to bed

I’ve never been so good at timing

The things that must be said.

6 Comments

  1. Arbie says:

    How wonderful an ode! I hope you slept well!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Lee Dunn says:

      This was for you.

      Like

  2. 🙂 restful dreams Lee.

    Liked by 1 person

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